The attacks were first planned infamously at the Armaden HQ when four vehement forces pledged allegiance to what was above all good and bad. These tormentors were set to drop ferocious sonic Gama bombs and deploy sheer evil.

To say the least, they hunted for dissonance with pure early Sodom and Bathory-like blatancy to unleash Thrash with new dimensions of speed and precision. An abhorrent projection of old-school aesthetic infused blackness and thematic qualities trickling down to malicious, gritty Riff-tales, brainstorming blasts and a consuming vocal excellence are perfectly put together to keep you. At this point, undiluted expressions in the world were needed as they stood upon front lines to deliver the First Strike.